Devience of Yasmyn

Our world torn as cut cloth
We called to the Dark
And the wolves answered our prayer

Broken and enlightened
We passed through the fire
And the dragons heeded our sacrifice

The King calls for me
I will go to him
And spread his degradation

For the light is here
And the souls are ready
I will corrupt

Who will contain me
Who shall I fear
Will you stop me

I have no plans
I do what I want
My deviance is my will

Give me what I want
And I will give you
The death of your soul